The photos of the Color Bar don't do justice to the emotions tied to a empty can of paint from the Color Bar.The little backyard paint store had shelves of wall paper books, paint color chips and a back room filled with extra can of wrong color mistakes. You think there was some truth to what the Dean of Fine Arts at Uconn told me, "Your head is like a carnival." And by the way, the Dean implied, please transfer to the Theatre Department.
